Seductive Move

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Weeks Earlier…

In the midst of a fierce battle, two pairs of eyes…one so grey and the other so blue, meet and hold. For one, it is clear…the blue-eyed kid is his mate. But he’s so young, he can’t help but think even as everything within him…most especially, his practically salivating wolf urges him to go to his mate and claim him as his, right there in the midst of the battle raging around them. He fights the urge and holds back because he knows that it isn’t the right time. Lives were at stake. Being there for his pack was his ultimate priority. He decides to concentrate on the battle at hand, and hope that he finds his mate after all was calm…

Blue eyes, on the other hand, isn’t that knowledgeable. He doesn’t understand why the heated gaze from the handsome grey-eyed man was causing his heart to flutter within his chest, and his body to shiver so deliciously. The man was the enemy. After all, he was the one giving orders to his murderous, bloodthirsty wolves, to massacre his family. So why did he feel a sudden urge to go to him of all people? Too bad he couldn’t stay around to find out. To save his own life, he has to flee from the man and the chaos that surrounded them.

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Present Day…

“Oh, shit…” The dark-haired boy of about twenty looked pale with fear as he turned to the gorgeous blonde male standing behind him. “Troy, do something.” He squealed as his eyes moved almost frantically to the entrance of the bank. “The police will be here soon.”

“Patience, Paul,” Troy muttered as he opened beautiful blue eyes and fists which had in them some dried leaves. “Patience.” He whispered, his eyes fixed on the street in front of the bank.

“But the sirens are getting closer…oh fuck, here they come.” Paul gasped as about four police cars appeared on the street. “Troy, it’s too late.” His fear-filled eyes moved back to Troy who was calmly blowing the dried leaves out of his palm. “They will be caught. Then they will blame us for…” Paul trailed off when the sounds of sirens suddenly stopped. He turned to look at where the police cars had been mere moments earlier and saw nothing. “Oh, my god you did it.” Paul breathed with relief as he wiped his sweaty forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. “That was close.” He panted as he watched Troy get to his feet. “Those guys would have killed us.”

“What is taking them so long?” Troy grumbled as he stared at the entrance of the bank.

“Come on, come on, come on…” Paul chanted beside him. “Yes!” He fist-pumped when four masked men rushed out of the bank with sacks of cash and jumped into the waiting BMW which immediately took off. “Wow! Did you see that?”

“No wonder they took so long.” Troy scowled. “Come on, Paul.” The two young men started for the bus stop. “They said they were only going to take something small. Did you see all those sacks?” He was clearly miffed. “That wasn’t necessary.”

“We will just take our share and go our way,” Paul said as they got onto a bus that would take them to the hideout of the leader of the gang. “Those guys are dangerous. Please don’t challenge them to their face when we get there. They can hurt you.”

“Well, I can hurt them too if I put my mind to it,” Troy muttered.

“But you won’t,” Paul said firmly. “You said yourself that doing dark spells is bad for the soul. I’d rather that soul of yours remain pure.” He said softly. “Maybe you could turn them into babies or something?” He grinned.

“I don’t think I can pull something like that off.” Troy chuckled. “Turning bad men into babies was not one of the spells I was taught.”